I try my hardest
To be close to you again.
To erase the past
Of hate and distance.
But its times like this
That i wonder if
i made the right choise.
imature
rude
disrespectful
Words you scream to me.
Dont you see what they do?
Do you have any idea
The affect you have on me?
You dont see the tears i hide
You dont see the strength
i pretend to have.
Because i know if i cry
You'll just say to stop being a child.
All i can say is
Im sorry
Mama
Im sorry
I didnt turn out
The way you wanted me to
Im sorry
I know
Im never good enough
I know
Im nothing but
Disapointment
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
I try my hardest
To be close to you again.
To erase the past
Of hate and distance.
But its times like this
That i wonder if
i made the right choise.
imature
rude
disrespectful
Words you scream to me.
Dont you see what they do?
Do you have any idea
The affect you have on me?
You dont see the tears i hide
You dont see the strength
i pretend to have.
Because i know if i cry
You'll just say to stop being a child.
All i can say is
Im sorry
Mama
Im sorry
I didnt turn out
The way you wanted me to
Im sorry
I know
Im never good enough
I know
Im nothing but
Disapointment
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